LORD LEAD ME TO HELP THE HELPLESS

ast night I watched the movie “Machine Gun Preacher”. 

And it moved me. I felt it strong, almost overwhelmingly, in my heart. 

How blessed are the poorest in the United States. It’s true. Even knowing that we have horrid happenings all around us in our own backyard. 

However, my eyes have been opened to the reality that our “horrid” is pale in comparison to the evil that exists, right now in the world around us.

I grew up in a Jewish home. Before my grandfather dwindled away from Alzheimer’s, I remember the tales he told of the Holocaust. They didn’t seem real to me. Just like I was reading a fictional tale. 

However, that kind of evil was a reality back then and still exists today.

We can ask why. We can sit in the comfort of our homes and watch the news, movies or see stories on social media. 

However. Are. We. Feeling. It.?

Have we shut down so much that part of our soul is dead, so as not to “deal”.?

I. Did.

Until, I saw a movie about a warrior of CHRIST in today’s world fighting against the evil that exists. Protecting and defending. 

Schindler, even after saving over 1100 Jews said “I could have got more out. I could have got more. I don't know. If I'd just... I could have got more.”

Yet, here I am giving a bit here or a little there. Never extending myself beyond comfort. 

Here are warriors, ridding themselves of their own “stuff” to save! Even at the cost of their own lives!

Why?

Because their hearts hurt! 

So often, I shut down that part of my heart because I am over sensitive. And when I see others in pain, I feel the pain. My first reaction - avoid the pain - ignore what’s happening! 

And this is to rid myself of my own discomfort😐.

Last night I felt that the discomfort. The pain deep within, over children, little tiny kids being tortured and forced to do unspeakable acts, was staring at me- blatantly in my face!

I sat in it. I asked the LORD - FATHER lead me.... 

I don’t know what or where the LORD is taking me on this journey. Perhaps, my sword is the words I plunk down on paper. Maybe it is mission time for me. Or, it may be time to pony up the bucks in faith without worrying about tomorrow. Because tomorrow always takes care of itself!

Look around you. If you are so blessed to have a cushion in your savings account - bills paid - roof over head, you are still breathing! Or any microcosm of the above - you, my friend are beyond blessed! Thank the good LORD for it all! 

If you have a doctors office to go to. Where there are seats in a waiting room. Even with the complaints of waiting, paperwork issues-consider yourself blessed!

Because...

Somewhere in this world, lays a child... just blown to pieces by a hidden bomb as he was chasing a dog. That is the reality in many places in the world around us. No sterile hospital. Not even anything to help with his pain. War and darkness surrounding a little innocent child! 

We all have some type of means to assist someone. We all have a gift, perhaps untapped to bring joy. We all have something that the LORD provided us to give to the world. To save souls! To help the children. 

As I sit here on my beat up old couch that often brings me embarrassment because it’s not “like the Jones” - I suddenly don’t give a rats poop!

1 John 2:15 says “Do not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him”

All I can say after rambling on, is this: FATHER break my heart for what breaks yours and then order my steps LORD solely for YOU! 

#ThankYOUJESUS ❤️
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